I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 54 What I Want is Fox Fake Tiger Might
Jing Xiaoqiang smiled, like pampering his girlfriend, he stretched out his hand and continued to peel the figs.

His hands are strong and fast, and he quickly put them on the table, and cleaned up the pile of shells.

Cheng Yuling really didn't want to eat it, who are you, and your hands are clean?
Angrily folded his arms on the stand.

The singing and dancing has come to an end. The girls crossed their poses and posed for a final group portrait, with a little panting and vigor, and received warm applause from the audience.

Even the host couldn't help but announce it again, thanks for the wonderful program from the Drama Academy...

Du Ruolan, who was immersed in the intense dance, finally saw how Jing Xiaoqiang sat at the first table in front of the stage, and laughed at what Yan Yan was doing with a girl when she was half-kneeling and raising her hands to make a cute gesture.
The girl's frosty expression looked like she was playing a petty temper.

The relationship is definitely not ordinary!
How can he just come out to participate in an event, and he can meet girls!
Feeling agitated, she almost fell, but Senior Sister Yuan, who was still standing behind her, held her with her knees.

He even pulled her out of the stage quickly and hurriedly whispered: "Smile! Smile... Those are people who can't afford to offend."

No matter what unit it is, the one who can sit at the front of this level is not an ordinary person.

Senior Sister, who must have been beaten by society, doesn't want to lose the chain at such a time.

But when I got to the backstage, I would definitely ask the director of the TV station to ask who was sitting there.

It's not clear here: "Big entrepreneurs are all national capitalists with overseas connections, otherwise how would they be qualified to sit at the front."

Senior Sister's eyes changed when she looked at Jing Xiaoqiang.

In fact, Jing Xiaoqiang thinks so too. Married family has a head and a face and sits in the front row. How can he look like a little shrew like us? Is he really interested in my iron bull's body?
impossible.

In the rich families of Citigroup, they can play with the little fresh meat flower girls when they are young, but when they get married and start a family, they must consider the interests of the family and join forces. The worst is the mainstream middle class such as lawyers and doctors.

Marriage is the key project of asset reorganization, how can it be done casually.

So he became more and more curious if there were any unpopular flaws in this girl's career: "What are you studying, do you often dissect muscles and bones, etc. I want to ask, what muscles are affected by this action, I am a Feeling uncomfortable..."

Cheng Yuling was so annoyed, her face was cold but polite: "I don't know."

Jing Xiaoqiang is like a chatterbox. If you don't eat me, you nibble on figs with your legs crossed: "Then are you doing research on bacteria? Is it a bit of a cleanliness addiction if you love cleanliness so much?"

Cheng Yuling finally came to her senses, what are you asking about are all annoying categories, almost furious!
But with grace and restraint, it translates into a short and powerful: "Go away!"

Jing Xiaoqiang hmmm: "I'll leave when Uncle Cheng comes over to say hello, I won't lose face."

Cheng Yuling snorted softly and ignored it.

As a result, before Uncle Cheng came, a middle-aged woman wearing a brocade cheongsam at the table said, "This gentleman, didn't he already tell you to go, what are you doing here?"

Jing Xiaoqiang was rubbing his handful of nuts to finish eating today. He raised his head in surprise. It's none of your business.

As a result, his eyes may have betrayed his inner activities, and the young man next to the middle-aged woman couldn't wait to stand up: "What else, isn't it just a pimp by the head of the troupe, little trick, get out of Ge!"

Perhaps Jing Xiaoqiang's size raised the cost of intervention, and the young man couldn't help but aggravate his tone to occupy the commanding heights.

Jing Xiaoqiang smiled and patted the nut dregs in his hand, raised his eyebrows at Cheng Yuling and got up.

Not the slightest bit of anger, but with a sense of ridicule, is this quality still a senior person?
Not to accompany.

He didn't care what covetousness and arrogance these people had, and wished to stay away.

Cheng Yuling was a little bit resentful, especially seeing Jing Xiaoqiang taking the opportunity to get up in relief, she was a little envious, envious that he didn't have to pretend to socialize here.

Immediately, he stood up and said, "I told you to go to the theater, but you can't buy the tickets?"

Although the expression was still cold, the obvious familiar tone was not concealed.

Jing Xiaoqiang stingy continued: "I'm the head of the troupe, it must be the beginning of the show, everyone has to give me face!"

He's sturdy, and the rudeness of the thumbs up is just right.

The corners of Cheng Yuling's mouth, which was almost frozen and unsealed, trembled, and she could only quickly burst out: "Get out!"

Then he walked forward by himself, the cheongsam dressed in plain white with flowers turned quickly and couldn't wait to run and jump.

The shoulders trembled slightly.

The back roll is quite nice.

Yes, you can hear it at the table now, which is obviously a common word for flirting between two people.

Jing Xiaoqiang reluctantly followed behind and muttered: "I can understand the head of the troupe, what does pimping mean?"

It is said that these three characters are really from the Shanghai dialect.

The exaggerated Huhai dialect with big tongue was imitated vividly by him.

Cheng Yuling couldn't tell whether it was the joy of escaping from the arena, or whether it was really broken, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

He hurried to the door of the banquet hall, jumped out, turned his head and kicked Jing Xiaoqiang angrily.

But the smile on his face could not even be covered by the glasses, and there were many eyes that followed.

Looking back at the mother and son who were eager to please, their faces were red and white, so embarrassed that they might have grabbed the Bund on the floor.

Because Jing Xiaoqiang laughed too, and looked back inside: "Why, does that old woman want to be your mother-in-law, so anxious to come out to maintain it."

Cheng Yuling hummed subconsciously, "No one from North Jiangsu is here!"

Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered the stalk that the people from Huhai looked down on the people from northern Jiangsu, and laughed loudly: "If you listen to my Su Bo words face to face, you have to laugh so hard..."

There is a member of the band from northern Jiangsu, and everyone likes to joke about his accent.

Cheng Yuling immediately became frosty again, turned her head and left.

Jing Xiaoqiang swaggered out again hahaha.

For other spectators, it is no different from all the little couples in the world.

Uncle Cheng forgot to touch his nose hair to hide by the window, watching with relish.

Then he couldn't wait to return to the previous table: "What did you say, what did the young couple just say?"

Everyone at the table looked weird as if they were suffocating, and the mother and son, who were rude, were even more embarrassed and speechless.

In fact, when they came out, they were going to go their separate ways, and they ignored each other, just like the ex-husband and wife who came out of the divorce office.

Who would have thought that Cheng Yuling had just raised her hand to call for a taxi, when she slid over to stop and sat her mother and grandma in the back row.

Seeing the two young people standing side by side at the door, the old lady immediately probed her face with surprise: "Where are you going, where are you going to play?"

While talking, he couldn't wait to push the door and get out of the car. Before Jing Xiaoqiang saw that she needed the support of his daughter-in-law from the countryside.

He quickly stopped to join the dance team and reached out to hold the car door to support the old man.

On the contrary, Uncle Cheng and his wife got out of the car carelessly on the other side, with a relaxed expression on his mother-in-law's face, but his daughter's eyes were full of jokes.

Cheng Yuling, who had always been cold-faced, greeted her grandmother with a helpless smirk: "It's so boring inside, I want to go back to school."

Old lady Cheng hurriedly pushed forward: "Okay, okay, let's go, have a good time..." She also clapped Jing Xiaoqiang's claws on her elbows, giving her a very encouraging look.

Jing Xiaoqiang didn't follow the routine: "It's the eldest miss going back to school, and I happened to ask you for consultation. Why do you have to focus on a poor boy like me in a family like yours... Even those from northern Jiangsu don't come here, don't I? What kind of domineering air do you have?"

Cheng Yuling's face was cold again: "Why are you talking nonsense?!"

Jing Xiaoqiang is not afraid of her: "With your attitude, anyone who likes you will feel aggrieved, let alone someone like me who likes freedom. It's definitely okay for us, but it's not worth it for your family to be in a hurry. "

Cheng Yuling could only hum with disdain.

But in front of her grandmother and her mother who had already held her, she didn't speak.

The old lady Cheng looked at her with interest, as if someone was training her granddaughter to be happier.

Then he met Jing Xiaoqiang's eyes, put away his grandmother's smile, and returned to the standard old lady who knew the book and told her daughter-in-law to accompany her granddaughter back to school.

To the granddaughter's warning, Jing Xiaoqiang was not allowed to talk nonsense, and didn't say anything.

When the taxi was gone, he patted the paw on his elbow: "walk with me... I really hope you can come together with A Ling, because a young man like you may soon be taken Other discerning girls stole it."

When he said this, he raised his head and waved his hand in the distance, Jing Xiaoqiang looked over, Yuan Xuejie had already changed into her casual clothes, and was standing over the wall holding Du Ruolan and looking into the distance.

I feel that if the senior sister doesn't hold her, the girl will rush over with a whimper.

The old man is so sharp!

Jing Xiaoqiang still said, "Why do you think I'm suitable for Miss Cheng?"

The old lady Cheng nodded: "Yes, those who really want to marry A Ling will not ask if they are suitable for A Ling, they all value the rest of the relationship of starting a family, but only you don't care, A Ling. Ling doesn't care, not even me and her father, this one alone is better than countless others..."

The two have slowly walked back to the banquet hall, and as expected, wherever they went, people around the banquet stood up to say hello.

Even the mother and son who scolded the little trick before, nodded and bowed their heads and leaned over, full of flattery.

Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that he was a bit of a fox and a tiger.

(End of this chapter)